Volume 1 Chapter 98: Madam Bo, Are You Annoyed with Me Today?

The rotating restaurant. The 360-degree city night view sparkled like a river of stars, while the melodious strains of a violin flowed through the opulent air. Everything was set for a romantic encounter.

At the best window seat, Fu Siyuan had already been sitting for an entire hour.

"Huh? Just because of this necklace...?" Lin Xinying's beautiful eyes flickered with disbelief, and she unconsciously glanced toward Shen Yun.

"Boom!" The moment Zang Long finished speaking, a colossal golden fireball and a massive silver thunderbolt hurtled toward his eyes and exploded.

Having given her orders, Ye Fang turned and left, with Mudan and Hongmei following closely behind. The remaining people, led by the old woman, immediately threw themselves into the reconstruction work.

"Brother, just arrived in Luoxi City, have you? Hey, don't bother shouting. That's just how it is here. You can scream until your throat gives out and it'll still be the same. Make do and eat." The waiter hadn't been summoned, but a listless voice drifted over from behind.

"I'm telling you, Liu Haoyang, to let me talk to you. You're not worthy!" Chen Dong merely shot a glance at Zhou Lei, then looked at Liu Haoyang and said.

"Pant... pant..." Li'er gasped softly, lying limp in Xu Feng's embrace, her face covered in fragrant sweat, while Xu Feng's hands continued to caress her plump rear and full breasts.

"Then Mo Xin will surely tear the one who killed Sister Mo Xin into a thousand pieces, and grind their bones to ashes!" Chu Mo Xin gritted his dazzling white teeth, fierce darkness blazing from the depths of his eyes.

Zisang Wuze picked up the wine glass before him. He still wore his elegant long robe—no intricate totems upon the garment, no extravagant embellishments, only that same refined grace seen when Lin Xi first encountered him. Yet the aura of an emperor grew ever more pronounced.

"Moreover, Ben Lei's method only treats the symptoms. Even if we destroy them, they can simply make more. As for us, we might get away with destroying them once or twice, but they will never allow us a third chance. So we must find a permanent solution." Yao Mo Wan suppressed the shock in her eyes and spoke with solemn resolve.

And directly opposite, above, a luminous screen—like a mirror, or perhaps a shimmering curtain of water—slowly played images of something.

"Father, no." Wang Fang lapsed into brief deliberation, then, before Lü Hanqiang could speak, immediately vetoed his father's opinion.

So Dong Qing and Zhu Jun took a deep breath, gritted their teeth, opened the remaining nominee cards in their hands, and began reading them out one by one.

Ye Yuxin's slender brows curved into a smile. As she spoke, the alcohol hit her, and she paused for a moment.

Zhou Yulong frowned. He had heard of Anpei Ling and the others from his father. Anpei Ling and his group were indeed old acquaintances of his grandfather.

Three hours earlier, Li Zicheng had just crossed Shangluo with eighty thousand remnant troops. At that very moment, he was passing through Danfeng County. Though the county remained under Dashun's control, Li Zicheng had no intention of leading his army in for a brief rest. Instead, without pausing, he pressed directly on toward Shannan County at the border between Henan and Shaanxi.

That's it! This was aimed at the body itself. Though the stone giants were formidable, their bodies were not perfected—that had to be the reason! Tie Zheng suddenly felt a surge of hope. Perhaps he was not without a chance to escape.

Immediately after, a slightly pungent, exotic fragrance wafted down from the surface of the ceiling above.

"Baka yaro! All of you are a bunch of useless trash!" Tokugawa Iemitsu's face twisted savagely. Unwilling to accept such a failure, he dispatched his most trusted execution squad to oversee the battle, forcing his soldiers to continue charging forward.

Feng Yuhong's body tensed and her heart chilled. This was, in truth, what she feared most. But unfortunately, the Murong family truly had not done enough. Though they had not participated in the conflict, at such a critical moment, they still stood by coldly, preserving their own strength. Did they not understand that in war, there were no neutrals?